As of late, I’ve felt discouraged. A few days. Not all days. But just the same, there are moments when I’m not quite sure what this time in history is all about. What is the bigger picture?
I ask myself to trust, I create days filled with plans to take me forward. I ask myself to remind me of what has been given and not taken and with it all, I continue on.
Then my weather app on my phone illustrates a cloud with no perky sun peaking out from behind and it’s followed by the rain cloud that will descend later in the day.
These are “D” Days. Dank, dreary, damp, dark, dismal, depressing, dull, dim. Discouraging.
Now I do love weather and I know the “D” Day will pass. But the news doesn’t seem to want to shift and so much of life, for many is pushed back, put on hold, closed down.
A great deal is being asked.
And then the weather changes and the sunny app is forecast on my phone and there it is — a shift.
The “D” day becomes a memory and through the frosted pattern on my front door comes the light. Across the ceiling of my home the rainbows stream in and make their way around the room, touching down on my gratitude journey, sea shells, a Tibetan monk, a painting of my parents sailboat, the chairs at my dining table. Belongings that illustrate me.
The light moves through a glass perfume decanter in my bathroom and streams around the room and out the door.
The prism that hangs in my bedroom window reflects the light and more rainbows shower forth.
The magic of a light we connect to magic, wishes, dreams, good fortune and smiles. The wonder of light that comes to us in colour and an energy that lifts our spirits in a moment of its presence.
The sun will carry on with its day making its way across the sky and the coloured light that cascades throughout my home will disappear.
Just as I allowed the gloom of my discouragement to be felt and noted, the rainbows showering my home is absorbed. Both move on.
I asked the “D” list to dissipate and the rainbows to remain. To lift me up and carry me forward.
We will get through this.
“D” days will return. A prism in a window that brings a rainbow, can make it right again.
Photos by; Sharon Cooke